Swiftcurrent Creek for a world that feeds on doubt

Arric was kind.

Kinder than she felt she deserved for all the snaking she did. A coy look is given at his nod towards the future. Babies! From her? She wonders if they will look like a handsome father or their unholy mother.

There were easier things to consider now, though.

Big. She offered in a croaky hum. Need room.

A crow's laugh escaped her.